Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Chapter 1716 Goddess: Heavenly Snow Lotus Maha Moon

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Ma Zhibin glanced at Xue Hongtao, a familiar, slightly wild and provocative smile playing on his lips, and shouted, "Big Hongzi, what's your name? Come on, let's have a go and see who can deal with these troublesome bastards faster!"

Before he could finish speaking, and before the other party even had time to react, his soul power exploded, and he plummeted down the battlefield below like an eagle swooping down to hunt its prey, dragging a fierce current of air behind him!

At the same time, his sixth spirit ring suddenly shone, its deep light piercing through the surrounding space.

"Sixth Soul Skill - Demonic Flame Soul Burning Array!"

In the blink of an eye, twenty or thirty fireballs of demonic flame, emitting a deep, eerie blue glow and resembling ghostly phosphorescent fire, materialized around him. They burned silently, emitting a chillingly high temperature that stung the very soul.

Ma Zhibin accurately located the two Black Nether Guard Soul Saints below who were fiercely fighting with several Flying God Guards.

With a wave of his hand, the azure demonic flames suddenly accelerated, carrying a strange shriek that devoured soul power, and split into two precise torrents of blue fire that shot toward their target!

quick! too fast!
One of the Soul Saints was using the dark chains binding his body to withstand the powerful blows of two knights. Just as he repelled one of them, he suddenly felt a chilling aura emanating from the depths of his soul enveloping him.

He turned his head in horror, only to see a deep, dark blue color rapidly magnifying in his pupils!
"Ugh—!"

Before he could even activate his spirit rings, a dozen deadly demonic fireballs followed him relentlessly, suddenly engulfing him completely.

A bloodcurdling scream, piercing to the soul, suddenly erupted!
The demonic flames clung to his body and even his soul, burning wildly and causing him to convulse violently, his soul power spiraling out of control like boiling water.

Licked by the ghostly blue flames, it emitted a terrifying "sizzling" sound as it melted away, breaking apart inch by inch, shrinking, until it completely turned into blue smoke and dissipated.

The other Soul Saint who was targeted reacted a little faster. He caught a glimpse of the blue light coming at him out of the corner of his eye. His soul trembled, and he used all his strength to lash out the scarlet chain he had gathered with soul power, trying to block the incoming swarm of demonic fireballs.

"Bang bang bang!"

Amidst a deafening explosion, most of the demonic fireballs were forcibly shattered by the power of the crimson chains.

The burst of blue flames scattered and burned several Black Nether Flying Soul Masters who were unable to dodge in time, causing them to scream in agony.

However, due to the hasty response, several tricky fireballs of demonic flame grazed his left arm.

"Humph!"

A terrifying mental burning pain rapidly spread inward along the soul power meridians in his arm, instantly paralyzing and stiffening his entire left arm, severely slowing his movements. The originally radiant and imposing scarlet chain martial soul also became distorted and dull in color, clearly indicating that the insidious demonic flames had damaged the foundation of his soul power, greatly diminishing his combat strength.

Although he approached the challenge with the intention of a contest, Ma Zhibin, a high-level Soul Douluo, clearly did not underestimate his opponent in the slightest.

He immediately opted for a sneak attack and a pincer movement, precise and ruthless, aiming for a swift victory and instantly crippling two of the opponent's high-level combatants, demonstrating his seasoned and ruthless skills.

On the other side, Xue Hongtao, high in the sky, watched as the impatient Ma Zhibin rushed down, a helpless smile appearing on his face as he shook his head slightly.

His enormous swan wings, shimmering with a pale blue halo, flapped gracefully and powerfully behind him.

His body drew a near-perfect, smooth arc in the air, like a real swan gliding into the water, swiftly and silently following Ma Zhibin, diving down to join the battle that resembled a battlefield below.

As he accelerated his dive, his sixth soul ring, gleaming with dazzling light, also lit up simultaneously, and an aura even more refined and sharp than Ma Zhibin's suddenly spread out.

"Sixth Soul Skill - Windbeak Sky-Splitting Thrust!"

As a clear shout rang out, several cyan-gold wind blades, formed purely from highly compressed soul power, suddenly condensed out of thin air. They were not ordinary wind blades, but sharp, long, narrow metal beaks, their tips gleaming with a chilling light.

These cyan-gold, beak-shaped wind blades burst forth with astonishing speed the moment they appeared.

They tore through the air almost silently, leaving only brief ripples of spatial distortion behind them. The aura contained within the wind blades was chilling, locking onto the other two Black Nether Guardian Soul Saints below who were moving at high speed in the air and constantly disrupting the Knights' formation.

Under his precise control, these terrifying "wind beaks" were like the deadly fangs shot out by an enraged swan during a hunt. With incredible precision and speed, they silently pierced the backs and soul power nodes of the two Soul Saints respectively.

A chilling killing intent descended!

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However, all the fighting avoided the area to the left of the forecourt, where the once clear sky had been replaced by strange phenomena.

Dense snowflakes suddenly condensed and fell silently.

The temperature in the air plummeted, and a thick layer of ice crystals quickly condensed on the ground and building surfaces as far as the eye could see, turning the entire forecourt into an ice and snow kingdom in an instant.

At the heart of this icy realm stands a woman with an aloof and icy demeanor—Snow Douluo Han Yiyu (Level 95).

She was not standing on solid ground, but rather in the center of an enormous, lifelike ice crystal snow lotus.

This snow lotus is composed entirely of extremely pure ice soul power, and each petal is crystal clear, exuding a chilling and holy coldness.

This is her top-tier martial soul—the Heavenly Snow Lotus, one of the rarest and most powerful martial souls in the Ice Palace faction.

The Tian Shan snow lotus in nature is already a rare treasure, but when it becomes a martial spirit, its power is even more immeasurable.

And standing in stark contrast to this icy and snowy landscape is another woman, Xuan Qingya (level 94), who is located behind Han Yiyu.

Her figure was graceful, and her face was serene and beautiful.

Behind her, a gigantic, silvery full moon phantom, radiating a soft and vast halo, quietly emerged.

The radiance of the silver moon was so intense and pure that the moment it appeared, the real sunlight in the sky seemed to be stripped of its presence, and the surrounding area was suddenly enveloped in a cool-toned light dominated by the silver moon.

This enormous phantom of a silver moon is Xuan Qingya's martial soul—the Maha Moon.

The word "Maha" contains connotations of "grand", "transcending", and "exquisite", symbolizing the extraordinary and unfathomable power of its martial spirit.

Although the King Martial Soul "Nine Heavens Moon" appears from time to time in the various families of the Moon Palace, more than half of them appear in the bloodline of the Qing family. This undoubtedly proves the Qing family's strong foundation and core pillar status among the many forces in the Moon Palace.

Han Yiyu and Xuan Qingya, the second of the fifteenth generation of goddesses, are now working together seamlessly.

The pure and holy ice crystal snow lotus, combined with the vast and boundless Maha moon, exudes an elegant yet deadly power of icy moonlight.

They are working together to suppress an opponent—the Demon Douluo Wan Hanyou (level 95).

This is a surviving master of Contra from the previous generation. He later advanced in rank and is over a hundred years old.

This person had a sinister appearance, and his body was shrouded in a thick, ink-like, churning black mist. This black mist was formed by countless vengeful spirits and vengeful souls, which was his martial soul - the Ghost Demon, a martial soul known for its evil and filth.

(End of this chapter)